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I'm a main character, that's how God made me
My mama only had three, I'm the middle baby
Take it back to the streets, R.I.P. to streets
Taking chances on my life, plussah had to eat
32 that mailman, yeah like Karl Malone
Ain't nobody frontin' me, I did it on my own
You know water gave me game and I gave it back
Even Lucky laced me up, focus on that rap
But I seen the game for what it is
It get shady and the aftermath, it's real
I only had merch for sale, wasn't pressed for the light
The things they do in the dark, you never heard on the mic
I done ran through your lifesaving
Ju told me we ain't underdogs no more, we done graduated
This that chicken talk, ain't no chicken tender
You a TV dinner, I'm a born winner
We got momentum now, ain't built this overnight
In the field like Lumberjacks and overalls
Still get that money in these streets, ain't gotta know it all
They dry snitchin' in they records, they gon' tell it all
They think doe bougie
Cause I don't vibe with y'all
Ain't gotta be in yo top five, but I know I'm raw
I'm from the crib homie, North Miami made me
Did it in the schoolhouse, and I graduated